ログインLeo’s POV
I barely had time to process her presence before Vanessa stepped in like she owned the place.
“I’m not here for a friendly visit,” she said immediately.
I straightened slightly.
“Then what are you here for?”
She shut the door behind her with more force than necessary.
“To do what needs to be done.”
The door clicked shut after Vanessa left, but the sound didn’t really leave with her.It stayed.Hollow. Final. Sharp in a way that made the silence feel louder than anything she had said.I stood there for a moment longer than I should have, staring at the empty space like it might answer back if I gave it enough time. But there was nothing. No second knock. No correction. No undoing.Just me and the weight she had dropped in the middle of my life.Warren. Ryan. Riker.My jaw tightened.Every word she had thrown at me earlier still echoed in fragments, not even fully formed sentences anymore, just impressions of accusation and disappointment and something that sounded dangerously close to truth.I dragged a hand down my face and turned back into the room.Catherine was still there.Of course she was.She had resumed her place like nothing had happened, like the interruption had been a minor inconveni
Leo’s POVI barely had time to process her presence before Vanessa stepped in like she owned the place.“I’m not here for a friendly visit,” she said immediately.I straightened slightly.“Then what are you here for?”She shut the door behind her with more force than necessary.“To do what needs to be done.”I frowned“Vanessa, I already told you—”“No,” she snapped, cutting me off. “You don’t get to talk yet.”That shut me up.She stepped forward.“Do you have any idea what your friends did?”My stomach tightened instantly “Warren and Ryan?” I said whole I racked my brain for how I could end being called a friend of those empty headed people.
Ryker’s POVI was tired.Every day felt like another attempt to piece together something that was already falling apart.I was tired of trying to understand Leo.Tired of waiting.Tired of hoping.And most of all, I was tired of feeling like I was the only person fighting for something that might have never really been mine.Vanessa walked me back to the dorm after our conversation.She didn’t say much, and honestly, I was grateful.Sometimes words just made everything worse.When we reached my room, she stopped at the door.“I have a class in a few minutes,” she said softly. “But I’ll check on you later, okay?”I nodded.“Okay.”She studied me for a moment, like she was trying to make sure I wasn’t about to break apart the second she left.“You are going to get over this and I mean it, Ryker.”I forced a small smile.“I know.”She sighed, then gave me one last look before walking away.I waited until she disappeared down the hallway before entering my room.It was quiet.Almost too q
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Leo's POVI limped all the way to my father's office, refusing to grant him the satisfaction of seeing me depend on that stupid walking stick for sustenance. Every step felt like someone had buried glass under my skin and asked me to dance on it, b







